I don’t regret being with you, but don’t wish we were together either. I don’t even like who you’ve become. Yet when I run into you, a deep and painful love awakens. It aches long after you leave. You haunt my dreams and my silence. I fear that may never stop. M.A.
Ask me why I keep on loving you
when it’s clear that you don’t feel
the same way for me…
The problem is that as much
as I can’t force you to love me,
I can’t force myself to stop loving you.